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In a world where the dead are alive and walk the streets hungry for flesh, people are not likely to survive...for long. Many attempts at finding a paradise have been made, none have been known to be real. Broadcasts are heard everyday...the same. The loop and repeat the same dead messages by the same dead voices. It is not a world for children and that is perfectly evident by how many children you see on the streets. Dead. In a world where the cities are no longer safe to live in, people flee to the forests and woods for protection. They run far from the once thriving cities to places that are less full of the dead. Food is scarce...for people as well as the dead. The story of the few people who have forced themselves to survive. Some by seeing the beauty of their new surroundings (minus the dead of course)and some by simply being too afraid to die. Humans have a way of surviving, even in the worst possible situation. In a world where people have nothing to live for....what makes them fight for life when just outside...is the walking dead?

• Everyone is infected with the virus. When people die we must destroy their brains even if they are not bit. HOWEVER! It should confuse people as to why their un-bit loved ones or acquaintances are coming back as Zombies (aka Walkers).
• This all first started in late 2010 and this roleplay takes place in the present. So that means its been how long since the apocalypse? Two years.

Idea by Razzmic

Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 7:46 pm

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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 8:06 pm

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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 8:09 pm

Accepting Survivors
By the way, we are all in a group.
Still accepting lost survivors

How Many People I Have Lost To This: 3 ; My girlfriend, my dad, and my brother

My Past: {}Edit{}

How I was Before The Apocalypse: {}Edit{}

How I Am Now: {}Edit{}

The One I let Control Me: Monsterrz

Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 9:02 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Fray Pierce The Name I Give People: Just call me Fray What I Was Before the Apocalypse: I worked on a farm with my elder father How Old I Am: 23 I Am Proficient With This Weapon: I know my way around a Desert Eagle gun, but a Machete works just fine too How Many People I Have Lost To This: My mother and my father My Past: I worked on my fathers farm my whole life, helping him harvest vegitables and raise animals to bring to the local food stores. We're on the outskirts of town so we never really had good radio reception, and my mother thought the TV was a sin, but you were too busy on the farm to need that stuff anyway. After highschool, I focused my whole life helping my elder father run his farm, since he couldn't do a lot anymore. I was the only one that ever went out to the city to bring the fresh meat and vegitables, so I was able to warn my parents of the appending apocolypse. Unfortunatly that didn't help us against the raid of zombies one night and I was the only one alive. I knew I wasn't safe at the farm, so I went on the open road, and found this group a few days on my own. How I was Before The Apocalypse: I was kind to people I suppose, my mother always told me I was very outgoing, but had a sailors mouth to top it, heh.. How I Am Now: I wouldn't say I changed too much, still got the sailors mouth to prove it. But sometimes, I just want to be alone. Some people think i'm a loner, and I understand that I suppose. The One I let Control Me: June Lovelette

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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 9:27 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Grey Parsons The Name I Give People: Grey What I Was Before the Apocalypse: A teacher at an collage university How Old I Am: Twenty-Seven I Am Proficient With This Weapon: A baseball bat and an AK47 How Many People I Have Lost To This: 2; My wife and our baby girl My Past: I grew up from Toronto, Canada, I lived with my mother and father until I turned 13 and then I moved to live with my grandparents because my parents were divorcing and my didn't want me. I lived with my grandparents until my grandpa died when I was seventeen. I got a job as a worker in a store and I gave my grandmother my money because she couldn't work anymore. After she died, I decided to move to America. I was twenty then. I got a good job as a teacher at a collage university and that's how I met my wife, Melissa. We got married when I turned Twenty-two. After three years of being married, we had our baby girl, Alexia. Then the Zombie Apocolypse happened and my wife died from illness. I took our two year old daughter with me, in plans to survive, until one bad day came along. I didn't know that it would happen, but my baby girl was bitten by one of those monsters! It killed me, but I had to shoot her.. How I was Before The Apocalypse: Happy, Funny, Weird, Pumped How I Am Now: Quiet, Calm, Fast, Intellegent, Thoughtful The One I let Control Me: xNightmares D r e a m

Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 10:06 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Mizuki Nakamura

The Name I Give People: Mizuki

What I Was Before the Apocalypse: Waitress at a Japanese restaurant

How Old I Am: 26

I Am Proficient With This Weapon: Katana and a Glock 17 with a rail-mounted weaponlight

How Many People I Have Lost To This: 3; both my parents and my grandmother

My Past: I was born in Japan, but moved to Canada with my parents and grandmother when I was about 5 years old. I was raised as a normal Japanese-American person, nothing was really special about me, but I did take self-defense classes due to my father wanting me to be ready just in case I got jumped. Also, just when the apocalypse began, I was arriving home and just about to lock up my bike when I was attacked by a zombie, almost getting bitten. Luckily I killed it, then I grabbed my chain I used to lock up my bike and went inside the house to check up on my parents and grandmother. As I was walking through the house, I saw the dead body of my mother on the living room floor, and I teared up at the sight. I didn't see my father or grandmother anywhere, so I assumed they left. A few days laters, I was reunited with my father and grandmother, but my father was bitten while trying to save my grandmother. My father gave me his gun and I told my grandmother to look away before I shot my father in the head after we exchanged "I love you" to one another. It was a week after when I lost my grandmother and that was because I told her to stay behind me, then a zombie came and bit her. I was majorly torn up because she was all I had left. We were in a secluded place when I killed her. I was on the run ever since that day, staying away from major cities and staying in one place for a day. On my travels before meeting up with the group, I had lost my chain and found a sharpened katana in an old store.

How I was Before The Apocalypse:Reserved, friendly while working, caring to her loved ones, and tough.

How I Am Now: Tough, caring, quiet, speaks only when spoken to, and depressed(when she remembers her loved ones).

The One I let Control Me: xX_Death_Daisy_Xx

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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:21 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Keith Zetterstrom

The Name I Give People: Keith

What I Was Before the Apocalypse: Working on old cars

How Old I Am: 21

I Am Proficient With This Weapon: Heckler & Koch MP5K && Colt M1911A1

How Many People I Have Lost To This: 2 ; one of my friends, my couselor

My Past: I had a rough time in high school. I never really had a lot of friends so a lot of people called me freak or something like that. I would come off as the stalkerish type but if you really get to know my story, you'd understand. My mother died of cancer, it was very bad so I grew up with my dad. It was great, he was great to me. He gave me a yellow truck, even if it's not those new ones that everyone have - it's one of those old fashion one. I am suffering from depression which means I takes Triptopax (Triptopax XR is indicated for the treatment of depression). I have a counselor for this sort of thing, which I grew a friend with. It was a young boy named Billy who had the same counselor as me. We were great friends until Bllly passed. I saw it coming since the young boy had mono. I lie all the times, even in worst situations. I often think about suicide but I never do it. I am also quite obsessed with my yellow truck. I went to go see my counselor but when I check on him, I saw him bitten and trying to bite me.

How I was Before The Apocalypse:I am a pathological liar, always lied, hiding from the truth. I can be outgoing, reckless as I can be. Whenever you try to get close with me, try to get around any emotional vunderbility, I push anyone away. I never take anything seriously, since what's the fun in that?

How I Am Now: I am pretty much the same but about three times worse. I can be a bit more serious at times, but I rather not let it show. I never told anyone about me and the pills.

The One I let Control Me: Monsterrz

Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:48 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Chrysanthemum Hyland The Name I Give People: Christian Hills What I Was Before the Apocalypse: I owned my own clothing store and was working on my own line. How Old I Am: 22 I Am Proficient With This Weapon: a recurve or compound bow, but I could probably figure out a crossbow. How Many People I Have Lost To This: three; My father, my best friend, and the man I loved. My Past: I grew up in a big mansion with a rich father who was never around to spend time with me. I spent alot of time with nannies and maids, but I always ended up driving them away in an attempt to get my father's attention. It didn't work. I was always spoiled as I got older, and never really learned the value of a dollar, or what it was like to be poor. I moved out the day it was legal, but was always supported on my father's money. I soon had my own store, which he offered to make into an entire line. I refused, knowing that he was just trying to make up for not being around when I was younger. I started my own clothing line, and was in my store working when the outbreak began. How I was Before The Apocalypse: spoiled, irritable, pessimistic, rude, but always hoping someone would try to break beyond my wall How I Am Now: quiet, thoughtful, kind, caring, but unwilling to let people in The One I let Control Me: YoureMyGenuineFind

̽ The Name I Was Born With: Bleu Jameson The Name I Give People: Bleu What I Was Before the Apocalypse: professional soft ball player How Old I Am: 23 I Am Proficient With This Weapon: My bat and crossbow How Many People I Have Lost To This: Three... my husband, my mother and my sister. My Past: I had a pretty happy life. I grew up with a wonderful sister, a beautiful mother, and a dad who served his country. (He died in 2006, but he went happy, since it was before all of this.) At twelve I fell in love with my best friend and married him. He supported me in my goals to be a professional ballplayer, and one day after a senior game he asked me to marry him. When everything started, I was at home with him. My sister and mother was visiting... We were ambushed, and I was the only one who made it out. How I was Before The Apocalypse: Giddy, determined, stubborn, organized. How I Am Now: Still as stubborn, but I have many moments where I feel like I don't want to try anymore. I try my best to see the good in things, but don't be surprised if I get all negative on you. The One I let Control Me: Pearly Mahmood

Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 3:26 pm

̽The Name I Was Born With: Delilah Barns The Name I Give People: Dylan What I Was Before the Apocalypse: Just a simple waitress trying to work my way through college. I hoped to become a pediatrician. How Old I Am: 20 I Am Proficient With This Weapon: A crossbow or any blunt force object I can get my hands on. How Many People I Have Lost To This: 4, my parents, my older brother and boyfriend of two years. My Past: I grew up with a normal life, nothing really exciting happened. My parents spent all their savings on my brother's education, so I had to pay for my own. The night this all started everyone was gathered at my parents house for my 18th birthday. First it was just a few weird reports on the news, and before you knew it there was a mob of walkers making their way down my street. Only my brother and I made it that night. We stopped by my father's hunting shed to pick up as many weapons as possible before fleaing into the forest. The forest became our home, and all those hunting trips with Dad paid off. We survived on what we hunted on plants. Everything was going smoothly until my brother fell ill. Turns out he had a cut on his arm that he never told me about. It got infected and slowly killed him. Not long after he became a walker and I was forced to shoot an arrow through his head. I wandered around for a bit before coming across a group. They took me in and I am doing every thing in my power to prove that was a good idea. How I was Before The Apocalypse: I used to not question what people told me to do, I just did it. I would always make jokes to try to cheer everyone around me. Not much brought me down, I could care less what others thought How I Am Now: My shell has hardened. I don't yet people close and stand up for myself. Though I still try to find the light in dark situations, and joke around more than I should. The One I let Control Me: TwinkiesForPresident

We are now Starting!
I am still accepting profiles if anyone still wishes to join!

Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 6:39 pm

Keith was underneath his yellow truck, trying to repair it. Sure, Keith was normally the person who goes on runs and get things since he had quiet feet, but he knew his way around a car. Not an RV or any other car. Keith knew his own very well since he basically started to put scraps and pieces together in it since it was falling apart. It wasn't one of those new, new trucks that everyone loved before the Walkers took them, it was an old one that was passed down from his dad to him. Keith kept it really close since it was the closest thing he had to his father. After a twist of his screw, he sighed heavily and crawled out from under his car. "There we go. Now she should run a lot more smoother and quieter." Keith patted the hood of his truck and smiled happily. No one knew about Keith's problem, his depression problem. Most likely because he never told anyone. Hell, he doesn't even take his Triptopax in front of the group. Keith was just waiting for Rick to make a call. Not Rick, the sherif that everyone been talking about. Rick Kendall, the leader of this group. Even if Rick was some loud mouth, hyper active kid, Keith knew Rick got all the information about guns and zombies from comics and games. Surprising how much you can get from games.
Rick was over in his tent, trying to lay out a map of Atlantis. Sure, the town was overflown with Walkers but Rick believed that there might be something in town that they will need. Before they hit the road again and look for travelers. But that won't be for a while. They were deep in the forest but they had a great view of the lake. A lake that had lots of fish. In the forest, if you're lucky enough, they will get a few animals. Animals that haven't been bitten off by a Walker. Rick bit the side of his mouth, trying to figure out many different ways to move everywhere. He always liked to have a Plan A, B, C, D and sometimes E. You have to be careful, now that it's the end of the world. Literally. When Rick got the entire layout of what they should do, he nodded happily and set the knife he was currently holding in his hand down. Rick brought his fingers to his eyelids, rubbing them as he let out a deep sigh.